“Sweet Peas, on tiptoe for a flight,
With wings of gentle flush, o’er delicate white.” – Keats
We have an abundance of sweet peas.
How I love that word a-bun-dance I think of iced buns dancing! and sweet pea a name my mum used to call me. An abundance of sweet peas…delightful!
When I came downstairs this morning my kitchen was filled with the sweet scent of Sweet Peas. This is probably the 5th day in a row I have had fresh, scented pretty Sweet Peas on my kitchen table. My husband believes this will continue throughout the summer. days and days of glorious new flowers. .He also wants to grow in our nursery some Chris Bowers fruit trees & bushes so that we have the biggest and largest collection of selected fruit trees and bushes in our garden.
It doesn’t feel five minutes ago that I built the bamboo frame for them and how suddenly they have shot up and flourished ( they remind me of my children.)
How did nature make something with shades of purple and lilac so perfect no artist could have been so eloquent.
For the price of a few sweet peas I will have an abundance of blooms to enchant my days. How perfect for a thrifty home.
Oh mother nature you astound me every day. I am so thankful for these Sweet Peas.